INICIAR SESIÓNCompartir
Marcus’s Hidden Past
Fecha de publicación:
2026-08-09 08:00:00Chapter 46
Derek’s POV
The light under Mom’s door was a thin, steady line in the dark hallway.
My phone was still in my hand, the message opened on the screen. The words sat there like something that couldn’t be unread.
Derek, I just got a message from someone who says they know Marcus.
They said there’s something I need to know about his past. They sent a photo. I don’t understand what I’m looking at. Can you
Último capítulo
PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM) The Road Back
Derek’s POVThe transport pulled away from the site while the light was still thin. Through the window the low buildings slid out of frame one by one, the lab, the staging shed with its dented door, the path that led toward the far section. I kept my forehead near the glass and watched until there was nothing left but fields and the road.My bag sat between my boots. June’s gloves were folded on top of the clothes inside. I had checked twice before zipping it. The gloves still held the shape of work. Everything else in the bag was just proof that six weeks had fit into something I could carry.The other passengers talked in low voices or slept. A woman across the aisle scrolled her phone. Someone near the front ate from a paper bag and tried not to make noise. I didn’t put in headphones. The hum of the engine and the occasional rattle of the frame were enough. For the first stretch I didn’t think about much except the way my shoulders felt without a pack on them and the fact that m
PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM) Moving Toward Both
Chapter 100Derek’s POVFriday arrived without urgency. The board held only residual tasks, signature confirmations, a final equipment cross-check, the kind of administrative thinning that meant the season had already decided to end. I woke to the absence of pressure and found it almost disorienting. For six weeks my body had organized itself around lists. Suddenly the lists were done.Priya caught me near staging with a form that needed initials.“Last one,” she said. “Then you’re free of my handwriting.”I signed. She checked the signature as if it might still contain an error, then nodded.“Keep the gloves June gave you. Soft hands are a moral failing in this line of work.”“I’ll protect their reputation.”“See that you do.” She paused, then added, without ceremony, “You were easy to have here. That’s rarer than competence.”Before I could answer she was already moving toward the lab. I stood with the signed form and the unexpected weight of being described as easy to have, not as
PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM) The Next True Thing
Chapter 99Derek’s POVThursday opened with a thin frost on the gravel and the particular quiet of a site already half-turned toward leaving. I woke before the alarm, packed the last of my personal gear into the bag by the door, and stood for a moment with my hand on the latch of the room I had stopped thinking of as temporary. Then I went to breakfast.Priya was already at the board with a pen and a short list. She glanced at me over it.“Closure draft tonight. Equipment returns by the end of the day. Don’t make me chase either.”“You won’t have to.”“I’ll hold you to that.”June slid a cup of coffee toward me when I sat down. It was still bad. She watched me drink it with the expression of someone conducting a scientific trial.“Last full workday,” she said. “Try not to become inspirational.”“No risk.”“Good. Inspirational people are exhausting.”Malik arrived late, dropped into the chair across from us, and announced that he had dreamt the coffee urn was sentient and vengeful.
PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM) The Life I Want
Chapter 98Derek’s POVTuesday started with a thinner briefing and a longer list. Priya handed out equipment-return drafts and reminded everyone that closure numbers had to match staged trays before Thursday night. My name was still under mid-section verification. The work was real. So was the fact that I kept checking the day of the week like it might have jumped forward while I wasn’t looking.June fell into step with me on the way to staging.“You’re distracted,” she said.“I’m counting days.”“Count trays instead. Days don’t care.”She wasn’t wrong. I put my head into the morning run and kept it there through the first grid. The ground was firm. The seals held. Malik appeared at the edge of the plot with a crate of replacement labels and a complaint about the coffee already going bitter. Ordinary noise. I let it settle around the work.What I couldn’t fully quiet was the low, persistent awareness that Marcus was three days closer than he had been on Sunday. Not as an emergency.
PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM) The Last Standard
Chapter 97Derek’s POVMonday of the final week started with a revised assignment sheet and less patience in the air.Priya posted it before breakfast: final verification runs on the mid and near grids, closure logs due by Friday, equipment return lists circulating by Thursday.My name was under verification lead for the mid-section not solo in name, but responsible for the sheet quality before it reached her desk.June read the board beside me and made a low sound.“She gave you the mid-section lead.”“Looks like it.”“That means if the numbers drift, she comes to you first.” June glanced at me. “Try not to enjoy the power. It makes people unbearable.”“I’ll suffer quietly.”“See that you do.”Malik arrived late to the board, coffee in hand, and squinted at the list. “I’m on near-grid support. If any
PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM) Monday
Chapter 96Derek’s POVThe notice went up on the board before breakfast: mid-section overflow, afternoon block, all available juniors. Priya’s handwriting. No drama in the wording, just the implication that the backlog from the wet week still needed bodies.I read it twice while holding a cup of bad coffee and felt the familiar pull of a full day settling into place.June appeared at my shoulder, already packing a second set of gloves into her pocket.“You’re on it,” she said. “Malik too. Try not to look grateful. It encourages them.”“I wasn’t going to.”“Good. Harrow wants clean seals and no speeches. We’re clearing, not inventing.”Malik joined us at the staging door with a piece of toast in his mouth and a clipboard under his arm.He swallowed, pointed at the board, and said, “Overflow means someone miscounted last week. I
También te puede gustar
THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY
Censia15.2K vistasThe Mafia's Boy Toy
Blue Bird41.1K vistasTrapped Between Two Alpha Captains
Em Sama21.1K vistasSINFUL DESIRES: THE PROFESSORS I CAN'T RESIST
Aris_X15.7K vistasFALLING FOR THE RIVAL CAPTAIN
Emma Stone389 vistasOwned by Gabriel Cole
CIN270 vistasThe Ice Between Us
Sandra Morgan705 vistasThe Don's Contracted Husband
Wise. D512 vistas
